| My room’s a mess, I don’t care
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| Tired of sitting at my desk
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| You can’t bother me
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| Man, I’m far away from you
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| Got to get away
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| You can’t ruin my day
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| You can’t tell me what to do
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| You can’t make me think I love youShoot it in your arm, you can’t hurt me
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| I’m on my way to Catalina
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| I’m not going to read your books
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| My tank’s full of squid
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| And it’s getting lightWhores, you can’t make me want
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| I got all the fish I need
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| On the deck of my boat
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| You can’t take my heart when I’m here
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| ('Cause it’s a) long swim home
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| For your suit little armsI’ll steal some gas, fix my motor
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| Turn on my Beatles tape
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| And get you out of my headAh yes, here I am, far away from everyone
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| And the only fish I smell
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| Is on the deck of my boat
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| Yeah, I want to go (I really want to go)
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| But my motor’s broken
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| There’s no scotch tape, I’m out of gas
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| Looks like I’m stuck here
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| (Shit)Looks like I’m stuck hereI’ll steal some gas, fix my motor
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| Turn on my Doors tape
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| And get you out of my head
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| Get you out of my headAh, head |